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There wasn't much depth to the feelings at first. It was more for show, so to speak. Well, maybe her pretty face and the way she acted like a total nerd looked a little cute. It wasn't entirely wrong to say I only did it out of spite because my friends said a straight-laced junior from the same college would never date a delinquent like me. It was fun watching her blush and get all flustered over a few meals and DMs I sent with barely two syllables, so I just kept her around. Then I dumped her once I got bored. There was a time when I used to brag about that relationship like it was some heroic feat. The kind of story you casually toss out as a side dish for drinks. But damn it. Apparently, I cried back then. And like a total mess, too. I must have just been rambling nonsense because of the alcohol. I was just annoyed and hated being made out to be a loser thanks to a friend who giggled and turned that night into a laughing stock. I only went back to that bar to forget the memory of that day. It was just that I remembered you because it was a place we visited often... My hand, acting on its own, was gulping down high-proof liquor far beyond my limit. Just like I always did when I wanted to get wasted. But why is my vision getting blurry?